Quotes About Vintage

I love '60s styles.

Some people like neat suburbs. I always am attracted to the rundown and the old and the offbeat.

When it comes to wine, I tell people to throw away the vintage charts and invest in a corkscrew. The best way to learn about wine is the drinking.

The best thing I ever bought is a vintage Oscar de la Renta short gingham dress that I wore to my rehearsal dinner the night before my wedding.

The best wines take the longest to mature.

A seersucker suit is one of the most iconic styles dating from the 1920s and is still a gentleman's best bet when it's hot and sticky.

Being vintage like a fine wine Should make you proud of being old And being mature like a cheese Certainly explains the mould! Fester on undaunted into your 7th decade

I didn't get my first car until I was 22. It was a BMW 1602 and now I've got it back I'm waiting to restore it.

My first car was a 1977 Oldsmobile Delta 88. Ugly car. More ugly on this car than a Rolling Stones group photo.

I like old cars, old watches, anything with a vintage, antique kind of a feel to it. I'm just more in tune with that than anything else.

I don't like new cars; I'm into vintage cars - there's a Jaguar E-Type in the 'Goldie' video.

The band is like a vintage car. You take it out to go for a spin for a couple miles, but you wouldn't drive across the country.

I only aim for fashion that's long dead.

'Hedwig' is unabashedly analog.

I still like my antique clothes.

Something about the way I look screams 'aristocrat, 1940s.' It's so strange, because I'm not.

To be modern means to like antique furniture - and youthful neurosis.

I hung back at the curb, but it's hard to go unnoticed when you are a powder blue vintage convertible with a cowboy, an Indian, a brunette and a dog inside.

Mr. Mackenzie endeavoured to persuade me to buy a bed, but I refused for I had decided to have a new one. The bed in Mrs. Hall's boarding-house with its queer musty smell had given me a horror of second-hand beds and bedding. My refusal pained Mr. Mackenzie and to soothe his injured feelings I consented to buy a large old-fashioned chest of drawers and a standard lamp with a parchment shade.

I've always sort of felt like I was from another time. The '70s is more my vibe. The clothes fit me better.

I like the Victory rolls, beehive, pompadour - all of that stuff. It's just cool. And actually, with ethnic hair, oddly enough, it works so well because I don't have to tease my hair to get body.

I'm pretty good at video games, but I'm the champ when it comes to pinball, and that's just because it's old-fashion like I am. I can't get enough of pinball.

Happiness is a wine of the rarest vintage, and seems insipid to a vulgar taste.

For some reason, she didn't want to take the motorcycle, so that left my car, the ever trusty (almost always) Blue Beetle, in old-school VW Bug that had seen me through one nasty scrape after another. More than once, it had been pounded badly, but always it had risen to do battle once more – if by battle one means driving somewhere at a sedate speed, without much acceleration and only middling gas mileage.